Daily Republican., 1887-04-08
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gfAse, carpet whose soft, vslvety pfl
was shaded In blue and wood color
TO correspond with the dsmssk -covsrs
furniture, and . little Rildsd oloch
which had just struck 9 ct nieht-sl
these things met Ars. Chickeriy's OF
~ she laid down her book and yawpe,
- widely - her ripe cherry Of : moutl
would admit.
She was . pl imp, fair-faosd youn,
matrou Of some four or d We and tWenty
with bright auburn hair, soft blue eyes
End o complexion whose roses stocd 4,
need of no artificial rouge TO heiQhteI
their charms, white her drees Of soft
crimson snerino was exc uisitely I'D sptet
TO her sem i-biopce style,
Fanny" said Mr. Chickerly, look
Ina up from mis- newspaper. ''did yor
call on tho1e Carers to day2"
mo. never thought OF It. -
"And they leave town to morrow
morning; and carter Is Absurdiy sensi
tive to all Sights fAnoled or real. Fan
ny, desired you to make . point o
well, did intend to-" pouted Mrs
Chickorly "but one can't think o
every thing"
lou CauuOt, IL seems.
at appears to mo you are making {
mountain out Of . mole hiil," said sh'
rather tartly.
at may Affect my business vsry seri
cusly. Carriers house carries great in
fuencs with it,
Mrs. Ch!okerly Was silent, pattini
the velvet carpet with her foot in ,
manner that indicated someaun0yRnce
~ shall have to leave very early TO
morrow morning." said her husband
presently.
"To 20 to scsnersville abou: Aun
Elizabeth's will"
Eyes"
ION. I wouldn't Frank"
"Why not?"
travel In, and Aunt Elizabeth 10 such g
whimsical old woman, tts rs ltkIy III
not that she'll change her mind sbou,
making will when you get there.
woald wait little, IL l we're you"
Mr.. Chickerly smiled.
'That would bs your system OF doing
things, bat not mime
my system, Frank! What do you
mean"
~ mean that you believe In putting
things OF indt hnitely. and not always
In the wisest manner. / wish you
Believe me, 1t will some day bring you
70 grief"
Mrs. Chiokerly Contracted her eye
brows.
81 don't believe In being lectured.
Frank"
"And 1 don't very often lecture you,
danr prav nA ~eaxlEt
that"
"You didn't think you wore marry
Ing an srgel when you took mo. l
bope2''
"No, my love. I thou ht was mar.
rying very pretty little girl, whose
faults might he easily corrected"
"Faulh! Have l any great faults,
Frsnk?"
Little fault, may sometimes entail
great consequences.
"If You scold any IN ore shall go out
Of tie ROOM
"You need not. for aw going myself
10 pack my valise. By the way, there's
y button of the shirt want to wear to-
morrow. l wish you would come up
stairs and sew 1t on for me-"
"I will. presently"
why can't you come now"
81 just want 10 tiriAh this book; there
is only one more chapter.
Fanny opened her volume 30 reso
luteiy that her husband thought II best
Lot to contest the question.
Sitting all alone In front Of the bright
fire. Mrs. ChickeIly gradually grew
drowsy, and before she knew 1t , he had
drifted Oft into the saadowy region OF
dream-land.
She was reused by the clock striking
eleven.
Dear mel how late 1t Isl" she
thought, with o little start. II mus,
60 up stairs "a medistely. There, for.
got TO tell the Cook about having break.
last ut five to- n orrow morn ing, aud oil
course she's abed al d aeieep by this
time. I'll be up early enough TO see
about 1t myself; that will be just ae
WELL"
Laying this salve on her conscience,
Mrs. Chickerly turned oil the gas and
crept drowsiiy up the stairs.
Fanny, Fanny, it's post five and
cook hasn't come down stairs yet. Are
you cure you spoke to her last night"
Mrs. Chickerly rubbed her eyes and
looked sleepily around.
"Ob. Frank, l forgot all sbout speak
ing to her last night" she said with
conscience stricken face; "but I'll run
right up-she can have the break fast
ready In very few minutes
She sprang out OF bed, thrust her feet
into pair of silk.lined slippers and
threw q shawl over her shoulders.
Mr.. Chickerly bit his Zip and check.
ed her.
"No need, Fanny" said he a little
bitterly; ~ must leave the saouse in 1T
teen minutes, Or MRS the only through
train. Irs of no use speaking to COZ x
[ low"
"I'm'so sorry. Frank
Mr.. Chickerly did not answer: he
WAS apparently absorbed In turning
over the various articles In Lis bureau
drawer, while Fanny Sat shiverlng on
The edge Of the bed ,coeitating sLow hard
10 was for her husband 10 start on o
Iong journey that bitter morning, with
out any break fast,
II can make . cup OF coffee myself
over the kitchen fire." she exclaimed,
bringing to her feet.
But Mr. Chickerly again interposed.
"Sit down. Fanny, please. would
'ather you would sew this hutton Oh
he neck OF my shirt. havo packed
he others-those that are tit to wear.
ave shirts enough, but not one in re.
,air.
Fanny crimsonel as ahe remen bored
now often In the course Of the last
n onth or two she Lad solemnly prom
sed herself to dev0se q day to the much
leeded renovation of her husband.s
hirts. She locked around for her
himble.
II loft 1t down stairs last night. I'll
ct 1t IN minute.''
The hense maid had just kindled al
re in tie sitting room crate; It WAS
lazlna and cracking cheeIily among
he fresh Goals, and Fanny could not
G aisl The am M tloh, Of